A prolific assassin whose career spanned decades, however brainwashed, was always going to cause controversy when it came time for him to try and enter the afterlife. So, a compromise: he is asked to operate a liminal space, to help lost souls to find the crossing-place. No going out and gathering souls, no keeping souls, and no kicking souls out.

It might be lonely work, but James is fine. James is fine, and then Steve Rogers, all blue-eyed sparking passion, marches into his liminal space.

AU where American Hydra couldn't open Bucky's cryotube, so he was inactive from the time the Soviets sold him until the Avengers discover him after the fall of Hydra. Mostly a very very fluffy Bucky recovery fic. (25,000 words)